Haoming deftly stepped aside first, then a displeased expression appeared on his icy face.
Fubao choked back her tears, which then cascaded like rainfall, "Fourth Brother Liang, could you please help me? Do... do you remember? When I came of age, I wanted to propose to you. If it hadn't been for my mother's disapproval, perhaps we would have been together by now... Fourth Brother Liang, back when the air was dry and it coincided with the autumn harvest, Miss Dong had set a fire. You got burned so badly trying to save Fifth Brother; it was me, I secretly went up the mountain behind my mother's back to gather herbs for you. You recovered so quickly because of me!"
"I... I didn't want to bring this up, but just this once, only this time, in consideration of what happened in the past, could you help me, please?"
Undeterred, she tried to grab Haoming's arm again, but Haoming, with pursed lips, avoided her once more.
